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Abraham  Lincoln  and 

Confederate  Prisoners 

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From  the  files  of  the 
Lincoln  Financial  Foundation  Collection 

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Pathetic  Letter  Written  by  George  D. 
Prentice  in  Eehali  of  His  Sou. 

One  o{  the  Sad  Chapters  of  the  Civil  War 

Divided  i'amilies    of   Kentucky— The 

Career  of  claronca  J.  Peutica  in 

the  Confederate  Army. 

Special  CorresjioniieDco  of  the  Globe-Democrat. 

WASHINGTON,  D.  C. .  Decombor  19. —Whilst 
delving  through  the  Government  archives  in 
search  of  historical  papers  lor  a  forthcoming 
volume  01  the  rebellion  records  relative  to 
prisoners  of  war,  I  recently  found  a  singular- 
ly Interesting— not  to  say  dramatic— letter, 
written  over  thirty  years  ago  oy  that  famous 
ana  eccentric  editor.  George  1).  Prcr.tice.  to 
l'rosiilent  Lincoln.  On  a  piece  of  soil  news- 
paper, evidently  laboring  under  the  strong- 
est emotions  and  acting  on  the  impulse  of 
the  moment,  with  his  editorial  pencil  Mr. 
Prentice  penned  the  following  impassioned 
appeal  to  the  President: 

"Louisville.  Ky.  ,  April  28,  isi;3.—  Presi- 
dent Lincoln:  Di  ah  Si::- It  Is  long  since  I 
wrote  you.  In  some  things  i  have  differed  with 
you.  I  think  you  know  i  have  differed  with 
pain,  with  great  pain.  1  have  tried  to  serve 
my  country.  1  know  that  1  have  served  it.  I 
■will  not  undertake  to  say  how  much.  Mr. 
Lincoln.  1  have  a  great  favor  to  ask  of  you. 
Hear  me.  My  only  child,  clarence).  Pren- 
tice, God  help  him,  is  a  Major  in  the  confed- 
erate service.  A  few  weeks  ago  he  came  into 
Kentucky,  and,  being  cut  oft'  from  his  com- 
mand, he  came  by  night  to  his  home  to  see 
nie  and  his  mother  and  his  baby,  lie  was 
seen  coming  and  in  a  few  hours  was  arrested. 
He  is  now  at  Camp  chase,  aud  ins 
mother  in  Columbus  Hd  desires.  1  know, 
to  serve  no  louger  in  the  war. 
He  would  be  a  great  loss  to  the  Confederates, 
for  he  has  been  one  ot  their  most  einciont 
ortlcers.  I  do  not  suppose,  Mr.  Lincoln,  that 
you  can  parole  my  boy,  upon  taking  the  non- 
combatants'  oatb,  10  remain  In  the  Lnited 
States,  though  I  should  be  most  happy  if  you 
could.  Hut  I  fervently  appeal  to  you  to  let 
him  go,  upon  his  taking  the  9irnp!e  oath, 
anywhere  outside  of  tho  Lnited  Mates  aud  of 
the  rebel  Confederacy.  I  know  his  plans. 
His  mother  will  go  with  him,  and  he  will 
never  bear  arms  against  us  again.  1  will  be 
surely  for  this  with  fortune  and  life.  I  have 
■written  to  Gen.  Burnside  to  let  my  son  re- 
main at  (amp  Chase  till  I  hear  from  you. 
Please  let  it  be  soon,  for  I  am  most  unhappy. 
Ever  your  friend,  Geo.  D.  Prentice.  " 

A   SAD   PHASE  OF  THE  WAR.  / 

This  letter  vividly  recalls  one  of  the  saddest 
phases  of  the  great  civil  war,  in  partially 
illustrating  Its  effects  on  society  in  the  border 
States,  and  especially  iu  Kentucky,  where  it 
not  only  caused  discord  and  rancor  between 
neighbors  and  friends,  but  deadly  feuds  and 
breaches  in  families.  It  is  a  cpueer  fact  that 
the  President  of  the  r'nited  States  and  the 
President  of  the  Confederate  States  were  both 
Kentuckians.  George  L).  Prentice,  long  a  res- 
ident of  Kentucky,  but  born  iu  Connecticut, 
was  a  Union  man  within  limitations,  whereas 
his  only  son  at  the  very  outbreak  of  the 
rebellion  cast  his  fortunes  with  the 
Confederacy.  Hon.  John  J.  Critten- 
den, the  old  Senator  and  distinguished 
publicist,  himself  a  Unionist,  howbeit  much 
given  to  compromises  in  the  interest  of 
peace,  was  the  head  of  a  divided  family.  One 
of  his  sons,  Thomas  L.  Crittenden,  was  a 
conspicuous  Union  Major  General,  while  an- 
other sou,  Geo.  B.  Crutenden,  educated  at 
West  Point,  held  a  Major  General's  commis- 
sion in  the  Confederate  army,  and  was  the 
personal  friend  of  Jefferson  Davis.  Hoth 
bothers,  by  the  way,  were  unfortunate  in  ] 
their  military  ambition.  In  his  first  battle, 
which  by  a  strange  coincidence  took  place  on 
his  native  Kentucky  soil  at  Mill  Springs, 
where  he  commanded  the  Confederate  army, 
Geort;e  B.  was  badly  defeated  and  routed,, 
and  thereafter  fell  into  disrepute  with  his 
Government.  On  the  Union  side  Gen.  Thos. 
L.  practically  disappeared  after  his  unac- 
countable disaster  at  Chickamauga. 

The  Brecklnridges  are  another  illustration 
of  how  Kentucky  families  were  split  up  in  the 
war  time.  '1  he  greatest  Breckinridge  of  them 
all,  Robert  J. ,  was  an  uncompromising  Union 
man,  whose  personal  iniluence  was  largely 
potential  In  holding  Kentucky  firm.  His 
nephew,  the  Hon.  John  C.  Breckinridge,  ex- 
Vice  President,  was  from  the  beginning  a 
leading  spirit  of  the  Confederacy  bolh  in 
council  and  camp,  commanding  troops  as 
Major  General  in  many  battles,  oftentimes 
successfully,  and  going  down  in  the  dual 
wreck  as  its  Secretary  of   War.    He.  too.  was 

a  popular  Breckinridge  In  Kentucky,  but  ho 
fulled  to  carry  any  considerable  number  over 
with  him  In  lMtSl.  some  of  tho  younger  gen- 
eration of  llrecklnrldgos  were  also  fuclng 
each  other  from  opposite  sides  of  tho  lines. 


Aii  anpoui  J.(Mv4.U»'  of  Prentice's  seldom 
fallod  of  a  ready  response  In  Mr.  Lincoln's 
sympathetic  heart.  Tho  masses  know  him, 
and  to  him  direct  the  entreaties  and  petitions 
of  the  Imprisoned  and  the  condemned  always 
went.  Immediate  movements  in  behalf  of 
young  Prentice  are  apparent  In  the  records, 
although  no  personal  order  or  Indorsement 
of  the  President  concerning  this  case  Is 
founu.  Mr.  Stanton,  thu  Secretary  of  War, 
was  a  man  of  entirely  different  mold — 
unrelenting  and  indexible  in  the  pros- 
ecution of  the  most  rigorous  moasures  for 
the  suppression  of  the  rebellion,  even  in 
their  application  to  individual  cases.  He 
viewed  every  rebel  as  an  actual  criminal, 
and  had  very  little  compassion  for  those  in 
limbo.  And  they  seluom  appealed  to  Mr. 
Stanton  for  clomency.  But  he  understood 
the  good  President's  womanish  weakness  in 
the  presence  of  human  suffering,  and  yielded 
his  own  Judgment  to  Mr.  Lincoln's  requests 
or  orders  in  behalf  of  prisoners  and  other  un- 
fortunates in  the  hands  of  the  military. 

An  Inquiry  as  to  the  status  and  previous 
history  of  young  Prentice  was  duoctod  by  tho 
Secretary  to  the  Judge  Advocate  General  of 
the  army.  This  was  the  Hon.  Joseph  Holt, 
Mr.  Buchanan's  last  Secretary  of  War— an- 
other Kentucklan,  with  a  stifi,  unflinching 
Union  backbone,  and  one,  too,  having  an  in- 
timate knowledge  of  the  various  ramifica- 
tions of  blue-grass  politics,  who,  unlike  Mr. 
Lincoln,  was  not  willing  to  be  deceived  by 
emotional  appeals  such  as  that  of  Mr.  Pren- 
tice In  behalf  ot  an  only  son.  In  answer,  the 
stern  old  Judge  Advocate  General  nied  the 
following  caustic  statement,  which  is  a  scrap 
of  history  in  Itself: 

"Judge  aovocate  Genf.kal's  Office,  May 
16,  1863.  —The  Secretary  of  War:  Clarence 
J.  Prentice,  born  and  residing  In  Kentucky  at 
the  breaking  out  of  the  rebellion,  left  his 
home  and  entered  ihe  military  service  of  the 
rebels,  where  by  his  zeal  and  etflciency  as  an 
oKlcer  he  attained  tho  rank  of  Major,  which 
position  he  now  hold9.  He  joined  in  the 
recent  military  invasion  of  his  native  State, 
and  having  by  some  means  not  explained 
become  separated  from  his  command,  he 
availed  himself  of  the  opportunity  to  make  a 
clandestine  visit  to  his  father's  house  In 
Louisville,  where  he  was  captured.  Tho 
authorities  have  not  thought  proper  to  pro- 
ceed against  him  as  a  spy,  but  have  treated 
him  as  a  prisoner  ot  war.  and  as 
such  ho  is  now  confined  in  Camp  Chase. 
His  father,  speaking  of  him  in  a  letter 
to  the  President,  says  he  desires,  I 
know,  to  serve  no  longer  in  the  war,  and  in 
consideration  of  this  seeming  weariness  of 
the  crime  in  which  he  has  been  engaged  he 
asks  that  on  his  taking  tho  simple  oath  of  a 
non-combatant  he  mav  b  •  allowed  to  go  any- 
where outside  ol  the  United  States  aud  of  tho 
rebel  Confederacy. 

••clarence  . I.  Prentice  himself  has  made  no 
communication  to  the  Government  expres- 
sive of  his  feelings  in  regard  to  lire  war,  or  of 
his  future  plans  or  purposes.  When  prison- 
ers of  war  are  willing  to  take  the  oath  of  al- 
legiance it  is  the  practice  to  permit  ihem  to 
do  so.  When  they  are  not  thus  willing,  they 
have  been  Invariably  exchanged  under  the 
cartel.  The  immediate  course  now  proposed 
has  not  been  pursued  because  the  Govern- 
ment would  thereby  lose  the  advantage  oitlio 
exchange,  and  because  no  satisfactory  or  re- 
liable guarantee  would  exist  that  ihe  prison- 
ers thus  tenderly  dealt  with  would  not  at  the 
first  opportunity  re-enter  the  rebel  military 
service.  Doubtless  investigation  would  show 
that  the  treason  of  many  otticers  and  soldiers 
In  the  rebel  armies  is  palliated  by  the  pres- 
sure of  an  excited  public  sentiment,  and  by 
the  military  despotism  to  which  1  hey  have 
been  subjected.  Such,  however,  was  not  the 
case  of  clarence  J.  Prentice.  He  left  his  home 
in  a  State  then  and  still  loyal,  and  volunta- 
rily and  wantonly  banded  with  traitors  for 
the  overthrow  of  his  country.  It  is  tor  the 
Secretary  to  determine  whether  the  estab- 
lished policy  which  has  prevailed  in  the 
treatment  of  prisoners  of  war  shall  be  modi- 
fied in  his  favor.  J.  Holt, 
"Judge  Advocate  General." 


But  on  the  13th— In  fact  three  days  before 
Judge  Holt  wrote  to  Secretary  Stanton— 
Prentice  had  already,  through  Mr.  Lincoln's 
interposition,  been  sent  from  Camp  Chase  to 
City  Point  for  exchange.  On  the  elder 
Prentice's  representations,  tho  President's 
first  plan  was  to  let  Clarence  take  the  oath 
and  go  abroad,  bul  this  offer  he  declined, 
choosing  rather  to  rejoin  the  Confederate 
army,  despite  the  anxious  father's  earnest 
protestations  of  his  desire  to  serve  no  longer 
in  the  war— that  he  would  "never  bear  arms 
against  U3  again"— thus  justifying  the  cold 
but  keen  discernment  ol  Judge  Holt 

This  has  somewhat  the  appearance  of 
double-dealing  on  t  he  part  of  Geo.  D.  Pren- 
tice, The  lace  is.  he  was  verv  much  frightened 

lor  the  personal  nafety  of  a  son  for  whom  ho 
appeared  to  have  borne  an  almost  frantic  af- 
fection. Some  vindictive  Keniucky  Lnlon- 
ists.  whom  In  tho  past  be  had  lashed  with  Mr 
Hitter  editorial  pen,  were  desirous  to  even  up 
with  thoir  old  enemy  by  having  the  son  tried 
and  shot  as  a  spy.  it  may  well  be  Imagined 
that  under  this  pressure  of  fear  and  Impend- 
ing disgrace,  tho  pleadings  of  his  fatner  and 
perhaps   mother  and  wlfo,   probably  wrung 

Irom  the  son  some  half-hearted,  quasi  prom- 
l.-'-.'s  to  desert  his  cause,  which  were  greedily 
and  thankfully  hurried  off  10  Mr.  Lincoln. 
Clarence  soon  found  Unit  ho  cmld  not  con- 
scientiously and  honorably  iniUce  these  prom- 
ises r,ood.  No  doubt  the  eldor  Prentice  acted 
in  the  almost  good  faith. 

However  all  this  may  be,  ine  father's  prayer 
was  granted,  and  for  a  time  all  went  well 
again.  But  it  was  not  long  ere  the  young 
hot-head  needed  the  help  of  his  influential 
I'uion  father  again,  this  tiruo  on  both  sides  of 
the  line.  In  September,  1864,  by  consent  of 
tho  Kichmond  authorities,  Geo.  D.  Pren- 
tice was  permitted  to  pass  through  the  Con- 
federate lines  to  Pound  Gap,  iu  Ihe  Cumber- 
land Mountains,  to  visit  his  sou,  who  was 
there  stationed.  This  visit  was  occasioned 
by  seme  serious  dlltlculty  into  which  Clar- 
ence had  fallen,  the  nature  of  which  Is  not 
made  apparent  in  the  correspondence.  Ko- 
turning  homo  via  Richmond  and  Washington. 
In  winch  capitals  lie  held  consultations  with 
tho  leading  men  of  both  sides,  we  llnd  him 
again  appealing  for  the  aid  of  President  Lin- 
coln in  behalf  ot  his  son  Clarence  as  follows: 

"Louisville,  January  '21,  1865. —  MR.  PRES- 
IDENT Lincoln:  Mr.  President,  you  were 
very  kind  iu  your  assurances  as  to  what  you 
would  do  wiian  I  could  give  you  the  necessary 
Information  as  10  the  witnesses  desired  in 
my  son's  case— on  trial  lor  his  life  at  Abing- 
don. Well,  one  wituess.and  an  all-Important 
witness,  is  Cant.  H.  II.  Baptist,  a  prisoner  of 
war  at  Johnson's  iHiand,  a  poor  fellow  who 
has  been  an  Invalid  for  the  past  year.  My 
eon  is  Innocent,  and  Cfipt.  Baptist,  as  honor- 
able an  ollicer  as  the  Confederates  ever  had, 
can  establish  hla  ontlre  innocence.  So  I  ask, 
Mr.  President,  not  simply  in  my  own  name, 
not  only  in  behalf  of  abstract  justice,  but 
also  in  behalf  of  a  \ery  gallant  young  boy 
exposed  improperly  to  mortal  peril,  that  you 
parole  ("apt.  K.  II.  Baptist  from  Johnson's 
Island  to  the  Southern  Confederacy.  Most 
respectfully  yours,        .  Gkv.  D.  Pi< entice.  " 

What  steps,  if  any,  Mr.  Lincoln  took  in  this 
last  matter  is  now  unknown,  but  from  the 
well-knowu  generosity  and  patience  of  his 
character  It  is  morally  certain  the  boon  was 
granted.  And  whatever  the  peril,  the  son 
eventually  passed  through  it  unscathed  to 
surrender  at  ihe  end  of  the  war,  for  after  all 
was  over  he  soon  turned  up  al  Chattanooga  a 
suppliant  lor  permission  to  return  to  his  home 
and  resume  the  pursuits  of  peace. 

There  was  some  stickling  on  the  part  ot 
Secretary  Stanton  about  this  application, 
and  considerable  telegraphing  to  aud  fro  be- 
fore the  matter  was  finally  adjusted,  but  ihe 
privilege  of  renewing  his  allegiance  to  the 
United  states  was  finally  granted  young 
Prentice  through  Gen.  Thomas,  then  com- 
manding at  Nashville,  about  May  11,  I860, 
after  which  he  rejoined  his  family  in  Louis- 
ville. Of  his  subsequent  career  I  know  noth- 
ing. George  D.  Prentice,  the  father,  died  in 
l«70.  Leslie  J.  PauRY. 

J     WK  I  uliT 

Al'KlL,     1903 


He  Pardoned  a  Young  Man  Who  Had  Been 
Condemned  to  Death  as  a  Confederate  Spy 

A  lraham  Lincoln's  last  official  act  was  to  par- 
don a  man  under  sentence  of  death,  charged 
with  being  a  Confederate  spy.  Before  the  Civil 
War,  Allmon  and  George  Vaughan  were  residents 
of  Canton,  Missouri.  Allmon  entered  the  Union 
army.  His  brother  espoused  the  cause  of  the 
Confederacy,  and  in  due  time  he  became  a  mem- 
ber of  the  staff  of  General  Mark  E.  Green,  an  old 
friend  and  neighbor.  George  Vaughan,  after  the 
battle  of  Shiloh,  undertook  a  secret  visit  to  his 
home  at  Canton.  He  wished  to  see  his  own  fam- 
ily and  to  carry  messages  to  the  wife  of  General 
Green.  He  passed  undiscovered  through  the  Un- 
ion lines,  spent  some  days  in  Canton,  and  was 
returning  to  his  command  when  he  was  captured 
and  jailed  at  Palmyra,  Missouri,  but  was  soon 
transferred  to  St.  Louis.  There  he  was  tried  by 
court-martial,  and,  though  he  stoutly  denied  that 
he  entered  the  Union  lines  for  other  than  the 
purposes  olready  named,  was  sentenced  to  be 
shot  as  a  spy. 

Allmon  Vaughan,  who  was  then  a  captain  in  the 
Union  army,  appealed  to  Senator  John  B.  Hender- 
son to  save  his  brother.  Henderson  laid  the  case 
before  Edwin  M.  Stanton,  who,  after  investigation, 
decided  that  George  Vaughan  was  guilty  and  that 
there  could  be  no  change  in  the  sentence  that  had 
been  passed  upon  him.  Then  Henderson  appealed 
to  Mr.  Lincoln,  at  whose  instance  an  order  was 
issued  for  a  new  trial.  This  resulted  in  a  second 
verdict  of  guilty.  Again  appeal  was  made  to  the 
President,  who  ordered  "till  another  trial,  but  a 
third  time  a  court-martial  pronounced  against  the 
accused  n.^n's  innocence. 

Henderson,  however,  continued  the  fight  for 
the  young  man' s  life.  It  was  in  the  spring  of  1 865, 
and,  in  urging  the  President  to  exercise  clemency, 
the  senator  insisted  that,  the  war  being  practically 
over,  Vaughan' s  pardon  would  be  in  the  interest 
of  peace  and  conciliation.  "See  Stanton,  and  tell 
him  this  man  must  be  released,"  said  Mr.  Lin- 
coln. "  I  have  seen  Stanton,  and  he  will  do  noth- 
ing," protested  Henderson.  "See  him  again," 
was  the  reply;  "and,  if  he  will  do  nothing,  come 
back  to  me."  Stanton  would  do  nothing,  and, 
early  in  the  evening  of  April  14,  Henderson  again 
sought  the  President,  whom  he  found  dressed  for 
the  theater.  Mr.  Lincoln  shook  his  head,  when 
the  senator  reported  the  outcome  of  his  inter- 
view with  Stanton;  then, without  a  word,  he  seated 
himself  at  his  desk,  wrote  a  few  lines  on  a  sheet 
of  paper,  and  handed  it  to  Henderson.  It  was  an 
order  for  Vaughan' s  unconditional  release  and 
pardon,  and  it  was  the  last  official  act  of  the 
President's  life. 

How  a  Lincoln 

Saved  a  Lee 

An    Unpublished    Incident  of  the   Late 
Civil   War. 

Is  my  conjecture  Unit  it 
mmuntcated    iqi 

The   Washington   Post   Is   authority  for 
I  the  following  story: 

President  Lincoln's  magnanimous  dls- 
I  (position  and  kindly  nature  were  never 
better  exemplified  than  In  a  case  during 
the  Civil  war  in  which  two  sons  of  the 
(Confederate  chieftain.  Robert  E.  Lee, 
■were  involved.  As  narrated  by  one  of  the 
most  hospitable  and  typical  Virginians, 
himself  a  scion  of  a  family  noted  for 
brave  deeds  and  heroic  sacrifices,  the 
Btory  of  Lincoln  and  the  Lees  reveals 
la  depth  of  fraternal  affection,  chivalry 
and  heroism  of  which  Americans  may 
I  Justly  be  proud,  no  matter  what  state 
may   claim    their  allegiance. 

On  the  occasion  to  which  reference  has 
jbeen  made,  post-prandial  cigars  had  been 
flighted,  and  a  congenial  company  of 
Northern  and  Southern  men  were  deep  in 
;a  discussion  of  the  merits  of  the  mar- 
]  tyred  Lincoln.  "There  is  a  piece  of  hls- 
Itory  which  seems  to  have  escaped  North- 
ern and  Southern  writers,"  remarked  the 
[host,  "and  that  is  an  Incident  involving 
[Lincoln  and  the  two  sons  of  'Marse  Rob- 
ert,' as  Gen.  Lee  was  familiarly  termed 
;  by  his  army.  I  have  been  an  omnivorous 
|  reader  of  history  connected  with  the 
Civil  war  of  INiSl-j,  but  nowhere  have  i 
> encountered  any  mention  even  of  the 
Incident  I   am  about    to  relate. 

U  was  after  tile  battle  *  of  Brandy 
:  Station,  in  which  Brig.  Gen.  YV.  H.  F. 
|  Le»,  called  by  his  father  and  family 
'Rooney'  Lee,  was  not  only  badly  wound- 
ed, but  captured  by  the  Federal  forces. 
|Vpon  being  taken  to  the  headquarters  of 
jthe  Union  army  his  Identity  became 
known,  and  there  was  consequently  great 
Te/'iclng  over  such  a  capture.  Subse- 
quently a  federal  officer  who  had  been 
captured  by  the  Confederates  was  shot 
'under  peculiar  circumstances,  and  the 
I  captors  of  Rooney  Lee  determined  that 
|  he  should  be  executed  by  way  of  retaliar 
,tiun.  A  day  Lad  been  fixed  when  he  was 
t"  he  shot  at  sunrise.  In  some  manner 
iJd.ij.  Gen.  Washington  Parke  Custis  Lee. 
I 'who  once  owned  the  Arlington  estate, 
■which  was  subsequently  made  a  national 
cemetery  by  the  United  States  govern- 
ment, learned  of  his  brother's  peril.  By 
means  of  ft  Hag  of  truce,  Custis  Lee  ap- 
peared at  the  headquarters  of  the  Union 
commander,  who  cordially  received  him 
■end  inquired   the  nature  of  his  visit. 

"  'To  save  my  brother's  life,  if  possible.' 
■was  the  reply,  'and  return  him  to  his 
llwife.  and  children.  You  must  know,  gen- 
eral,' continued  Custis  Lee,  'I  am  a* 
bachelor,  and  not  only  that,  but  I  oul- 
rank  my  brother,  who  is  a  brigadier  gen- 
eral, while  I  am  a  major  general.  If  any 
one  is  to  suffer  for  the  unfortunate  oc- 
currence by  which  one  of  your  officers 
forfeited  his  life,  let  the  blow  fall  upon 
me.  There  will  be  no  one  to  grieve  and 
•worry  about  me,  for  I  am  a  single  maul 
and  a  soldier,  able  and  willing  to  abide' 
toy  the  arbitrament  of  war.  With  my, 
■brother  It  Is  different,  for  he  is  a  man  of 
family,  with  a  wife  and  four  little  one? 
awaiting  him  at  home.  He  knows  noth- 
ing of  my  visit,  neither  does  our  fathef-. 
Gen.    Robert    J$.    Lee^  J£n&wlng  bothijK, 

the m  as   I   mi,   it 
my    purpose    had    beei 

either  of   them,    they   would   have  endeay 
ored   to  dissuade  me  from  such  an  under-1 
taking.      Consequently    I    have     come     to 
your    headquarters    of    my    own    volition, 
and   without  any  advice   whatever,   either  . 
from   my  family  or  friends.     Give   me  my  ' 
brother's  life   for   his   family's  sake    and 
take    mine   as   a   means   of   retaliation    for  J 
a  regrettable  and  unlooked-for  act  of  war 
and  Its  misery.' 

"Moved    Dy   this  appeal,    the   Union   gen- 
eral  pointed   out   to   his   visitor   that    what 
ho  asked   was   not  in  his  power  to  grant- 
'Lots    were    drawn    for    tho   execution.'    ha 
Bald,   'and  fate  willed  it  that  your  brothel 
should    draw    the    fatal    number.      A    tirn^J 
has    been    fixed    for    the    execution,    thai 
n<  cessary  ordei.s   have  been  given,  and   itrtl 
only     remains    to    carry    out    the    details. 
There   is   nobody   to   help  you   in   your  ex- 
tremity     unless      President      Lincoln      at 
Washington  sees  tit   to  interfere.' 

"This  suggestion,  coming  from  the 
source  it  did,  aroused  a  gleam  of  hope 
within  the  bosom  of  Custis  Lee.  and  he 
inquired  of  the  federal  commander 
whether  it  would  be  possible  to  stay  the 
execution  of  the  death  sentence  until 
President  Lincoln  could  be  informed  of 
the   circumstances. 

"  'iVXost  assuredly.'  was  the  reply,  'und 
furthermore,  he  shall  be  informed  of  your 
Jjeroic  and  brotherly  offer  of  sacrifice  im- 

J!  '"This  officer  kept   faith  to   the  letter." 
continued  tbe  narrator,  ,"aiid  .sent;  a  de- 
tailed account  of  his  Interview  -with  Cub-, 
tls    Lee    to    the   president   of   the   United.'" 
States,  Abraham   Lincoln.     Within  a.  few  I 
hours  after  the  message  was  received  at  J 
Washington    there    came    a,    reply'  from; 
President    Lincoln    to    the,  '  federal    com> r 
mander,     saying:  i    'I    know    Custis    Lee  , 
means   what   he   says.      Defer   the   execu- 
tion of  his  brother  until  you  receive  fur- 
ther orders  from  me.' 

"These   orders    never    came,"»conc4uded;  ' 
the  host,  "for  shortly  afterwaroTW.  H.  F. 
Lee    was   exchanged   for   a  federal   officer' 
of  the   rank   of   a    brigadier  general,    and 
at  once  set  out   to  rejoin  ills  family.   His; 
devoted    wife   in   the  meanwhile,    learning , 
the  story  of  his  capture  and  sentence,  and/ 
having  no  means  for  ascertaining  his  sub- 
sequent    whereabouts,     had     pined     away; 
and    died.      Scarlet    fever    carried    off    his  i 
four   children,   so   that   It   was  to  a  dark- 
ened   and    desolate    fireside    that    Rooney 
Lee   returned   out   of   the   Jaws   of  death.  , 
He  knew  nothing  at  this  time  of  the  offer, 
made    by   his    brother   to    take    his   place, 
and   it  was   not   until   long' after  the   Civil 
war  had  ended  that  he  learned  what  the 
big  hearted  Abraham  Lincoln  had  done. 

"Is   it  any  wonder,!*  continued   the  nar- 
rator,    "that    men    of    the    South    revere 
the    memory    of     Lincoln?      It    was    the 
darkest   day   in    our  history   when   he   fell 
by    an   assassin's   act,    and    none   deplored  j 
his    untimely    end    more    than   brave    'Old 
Marse  'Robert'    and    his    sons   Custis    and 
Rooney    Lee,    the    last    named    afterward, 
a  congressman  at  Washington.     A  son  of 
Rooney    Lee,    by    a    subsequent    marriage, 
is  now  a  member  of  the  Virginia   legisla- 
ture,   and   as    he    bears   the    name   of   his  ' 
grandsire    worthily,    he    is    an    ideal    Vir 
ginian,    brave,    chivalrous  and   gallant. 

^o^c  i'l      IHob 


Though  born,  in  Tennessee  and  reared 
in  the  vicinity  of  Memphis,  Mrs,  M.  B. 
Brand,  £17  Adams  avenue,  one  of  the 
wealthiest  women.  In  the  South'  previous 
to  the  war  between  the,  states,  is  observ- 
ing the  centenary  anniversary  of  the  birth 
of  Abraham  Lincoln  with  as  much  en- 
thusiasm; as  can  be  noticed  anywhere. 
Tender  memories  cling  about  the  name 
of  Lincoln  to  Mrs.  Brand,  who  says  he 
was  at  once  a  great  and  kindly  man  and 
a  good  president. 

Mrs.  Brand  Is  the  widow  of  the  late 
John  Brand,  who  was  a  member  of  Gen. 
Morgan's  command  during  the  late  war. 
In  the  progress  of  some  sharp  skirmishing 
in  the  vicinity  of  Cincinnati,  toward  the ! 
end  of  the  war,  Mr.  Brand  was  danger- 
ously  wounded  and  taken  prisoner  by  the 
federal  army.  He  was  confined  to  the 
federal  prison  at  Columbus,  Ohio,  and  was; 
not  expected  to  recover. 

Goea  to  Washington. 

His  mother,  a  Lexington  (Kj\)  woman, 
had  been  a  schoolmate  of  Ann  Eliza  Todd, 
President  Lincoln's  wife,  and  on  hearing 
her  son  was  In  a  federal  prison  and  dan- 
gerously wounded,  hastened  to  Washing- 
ton and  sought  an  audience  with  Presi- 
dent Lincoln.  Mr.  Lincoln  Insisted  on  the 
elder  Mrs.  Brand  remaining  as  a  guest 
at  the  White  House  until  arrangements 
could  b$  made  to  secure  the  release  of 
Mrs.  Brand's  son. 

President  Lincoln,  through  the  war  de* 
partment,  had  the  wounded  man  taken 
from  the  Columbus  prison  and  conveyed 
to  the  -White  House,  as  soon  as  he  was 
able  to  travel,  and  compelled  the  young 
soldier  who  wore  the  gray  to  remain  at 
the  White  House  with  his  mother  until 
he  was  restored  to  health.  He  was  later 
permitted  to  return  to  his  home. 
'  Mrs.  Brand,  of  Memphis,  who  tells  the 
story,  declares  that  she  can  never  forget 
the  kindness  of  President  Lincoln  to  {her 
husband,  who,  though  a  Confederate,  re- 
ceived the  tenderest  care  the  White  House 
could  give. 

Mrs.  Brand  wag  a  Miss  Roselle,  and  at 
one  time  owned  an  Immense  amount  of 
property  in  Memphis  and  Shelby  county' 
and    some    rich    plantation    land    in    Mis 


Lincoln  Releases  Alex- 
ander Stephens'  Nephew. 

writing  In  the  Century  Magazine  a 
few  months  ago,  said:  Visiting  not 
long  ugo  at  the  home  of  my  friend. 
Dr.  Robert  Grler  Stephens  of  Atlan- 
ta, Ga.,  I  noticed  on  the  wall  of  his  favorite 
room  a  framed  letter.  In  one  corner  of  the 
frame  was  also  a  photograph  of  the  size  usual 
before  "  cabinets  "  came  In  vogue.  The  pho- 
tograph bore  the  name  of  Abraham  Lincoln 
In  his  own  handwriting;  the  letter,  also  in 
Mr.  Lincoln's  handwriting;,  read  thus:      | 

Executive  Mansion,  Washington,  Feb.  10, 
18tM.  The  Hun,  A.  H.  Stephens— According  to 
our  agreement  your  nephew,  Lieut.  Stephen*, 
goes  to  you.  bearing  this  note.  Please,  In 
return,  to  select  and  send  me  that  oftlcer  of 
the  same  rank,  imprisoned  at  Richmond, 
wbx>6e  physical  condition  most  urgently  re- 
quires his  release.     Respectfully, 

A.  Lincoln. 
I  asked  the  history  of  the  letter  and  ilia 
photograph,  and  I  will  try  to  repeat  It  in  the 
pimple,  unstudied  phrases  in  which  I  heard 
It  from  the  niece  of  Alexander  H  Stephens, 
the  daughter  of  him  who  is  mentioned  In  the 
letter   as    "  Lieut.  Stephens." 

The  Hampton  Roads  peace  conference,  of 
1865,  at  which  Mr.  Stephens,  Judge  J.  A. 
Campbell,  and  Mr.  R.  M.  T.  Hunter  met  Mr. 
Lincoln  and  Mr.  Seward  in  an  effort  to  estab- 
lish peace  between  the  north  and  south,  and 
so  to  put  an  end  to  bloodshed,  liad  end«_>d  In 
failure.  Mr.  Lincoln  and  Mr.  Stephens  had 
met  in  1847,  when  both  were  members  of 
congress,  and  something  like  warm  personal 
friendship  had  developed  between  them;  this 
was  strengthened  at  Hampton  Roads.  When 
they  came  to  say  good -by  the  president  of 
the  United  States  remarked  with  feeling  to 
the  vice  president  of  the  confederacy: 

"  Well,  Stephens,  there  ha»  been  nothing; 
we  could  dp  for  our  country.  Is  there  any- 
thing I  can  do  for  you  personally?" 

"  Nothing."  Then  the  vice  president's. pale 
face  brightened.  "  Unless  you  cam  send  mo 
my  nephew,  who  has  been  for  twenty  months 
&  prisoner  on  Johnson's  Island." 

Mr.    Lincoln's    face  also  frightened.     "I 
shall  be  glad  to  do  It.  Let  me  have  his  name." 
..He  took  the  name  down  in  his  notebook. 

When  he  returned  to  Washington  he  tele- 
graphed to  Johnson's  island,  directing  that 
Lieut.  Stephen*  be  put  on  his  parole,  with 
orders  to  report  at  once  to  President  Lincoln 
in  Washington. 

An  officer  came  Into  the  prison  and  called 
"  Lieut.  John  A.  Stephens  of  Georgia!"  . 
The  lieutenant  had  no  Idea  what  was  want- 
ed of  him;  he  thought  he  was  being  called  out 
to  be  shot.  He  had  been  captured  at  the 
siege  of  Vicksburg.  and  had  been  Imprisoned 
five  months  In  New  Orleans  and  then*  carried 
to  Johnson's  Island. 

When  he  reported  at  headquarters  jje  was 
told  that  he  was  to  report  at  once  to  Presi- 
dent Lincoln.  So  he  was  driven  across  the  ice 
on  Lake  Erie  In  a  sleigh  twenty  miles  to 
Sandusky,  and  went  on  to  Washington. 

There  at  once  he  sought  the  president,  and, 
having  sent  In  his  name,  he  was  immediately 
ushered  into  Mr.  Lincoln's  presence.  He 
found  the  president  sitting  on  a  table  in,  a 
half-reclining  position  and  talking  with 
Secretary  Seward.  Mr.  Lincoln  rose,  shook 
his  hand  cordially,  and  said: 

"I  saw  your  uncle,  the  Hon.  Alexander H. 
Stephens,  recently  at  Hampton  Roads. 

Lieut.  Stephens  had  not  heard  of  the  peace 
conference,  and'  this  was  his  first  direct 
news  of  his  family  since  his  Imprisonment.- 
President  Lincoln  continued: 

"  I  told  your  uncle  I  would  send  you  to  him, 

Naturally,  the  lieutenant  was  deeply 
moved  and  grateful. 

"  You  have  the  freedom  of  the  city,"  Mr. 
Lincoln  continued,  "  as  long  as  you  please 
to  remain  here.  When  you  want  to  go  home 
let  mo  know  and  I  will  pass  you  through  the 
lines."        "  '■',*•. 

The  lieutenant's  appreciation  and  Joy  can 
be  Imagined.  Mr.  Lincoln  talked)  on  pleasant- 
ly, telling  h4m  of  the  Hampton  Roads  con- 
ference, asking  him  questions,  and  making 
the  hour  a  memorable  onein  many  ways.  ' 
The  lieutenant  remained  In  Washington 
about  two  weeks.  Many  old  friends  enter- 
tained him,  and  he  was  in  a  state  of  mind 
and  body  to  set  value  on  6uch  a  show  of  goo 


Answering  Bishop   Simpson,  He  Said 
That    the    Credit,  if  Any,  Belonged 

to  God'  ,  ^   « < 

Bishop  Simpson,  who  was  a  close  friend 
of  President  Lincoln,  once  wrote  him  regard- 
ing a  certain  plan  of  action  and  advised  its 
adoption.  Mr.  Lincoln,  with  his  wonderful 
prophetic  sagacity,  foresaw  that  the  bishop's 
suggestions  were  Impracticable,  and.  so 
stated  to  the  bishop  by  letter,  closing  It  with 
these  words:  "  I  know  that  I  am  right,  tor 
God  Is  directing  nie,  and  I  must  follow  di- 
vine guldunce."  The  bishop's  reply  indi- 
cated his  great  love  and  respect  for  Mr.  Lin- 
coln. He  said  In  part:  "  Mr.  President,  God's 
wisdom  is  greater  than  yours,  yours.  ISjgreat- 
er  than  mine,  infinite  Intelligence  must  con- 
trol, upon  the  altar  of  your  country's  re- 
demption sustained  by  tho  sanction  of  the 
most  high,  you  have  laid  the  rich  gifts  of 
your  genius,  the  genius  of  unselfish  devo- 
tion, and  have  taught  me  the  secret  of  yoiir 
power  and  greatness.  I,  too,  reverence  the 
God  whom  you  worship  and  obey,  and  I 
humbly  bow  to  a  sanctified  Intellect  such  as 
yours,    as    I   do   to    nothing  else   on  earth." 

Mr.,  Lincoln,  with  characteristic  modesty, 
replied:  "  Bishop,  since  you  give  God  the 
glory  of  my  achievements  I  am  content; 
may  I  ever,  have  the  strength  to  do  his  will." 

At  one  time  during  the  summer  of  1863  I 
Secretary  of  War  Stanton  called  upon  Mr. 
Lincoln  at  the  White  house  to  consult  the 
president  as  to  whether  he  should  plax?e  Geo. 
Hooker  or  Gen.  Croolt  in  command.  Mr. 
Lincolm  replied.  "  Mr.  Secretary,  you  will 
employ  any  and  every  means  to  hold  that  po- 
sition., but  let  it  be  understood  tha>t  the  posi- 
tion must  be.  hold,"  then,  with  a  sly  twinkle, 
added,   "either  by  Hook— or  by  Crook." 

fc     WnlGHT 


•-  - 

of  good- 


Certain  hard-boiled  gentry  of  the  present 
time  might  well  unbend  and  emulate  the 
hmnane  example  of  Lincoln.  A  persona 
f rend  of  President  Lincoln  said:  "I  called 
Jfn  him  one  day  in  the  early  part  of  the  war. 
He  adjust  written  a  pardon  for  a  young 
Sin  who  had  been  sentenced  to  be  shot, 
£?  steeping  at  his  post  as  a  sentinel.  -He 

■'■Bf^i&^i'wBk  int0  eternity 
with  the  blood  of  the  poor  young  man  on 
J  Virts.'  Then  he  added:  It  is  not  to  be 
Sondered  at  that  a  boy,  raided  on  a  farm 
mobably  in  the  habit  of  going  to  bed  at 
K  should,  when  required  to  watch,  fall 
asleep;  ana  I  cannot  consent  to  shoot  him 

^ThTs'st^y'with  its  moral,  Is  made  com- 
pete by  Rev.  Newman  Hall,  of  London,  who 
?n  a  sermon  preached  after  arid  upon  Mr 
I  in?oln's  death,  says  that,  the  dead  body  of 
th? f youth l  was  found  among  the  slain  on  the 
field  of  Fredericksburg,  wearing  next  his 
iieia  01   xic  .       ?   j  j     preserver,   be- 

neatl  wh£h  thf fateful  felled  had  written, 

!'SSSd—  — er  anecdote 
i<  Sned  of  a  similar  character,  which  is 
evidenUy  authentic.  An  officer  of  the  army, 
fn  conversation  with  the  preacher    said: 

'•The   first   week   of  my    command   there 
We*e    twenty-four   deserters   sentenced   by 
Sfu.'-nVartial  to  be  shot,  and  the  warrant, 
for  their  execution  were >  sent^o  the  Presl-| 
dent  to  be  signed.    He  gtuseg  ^ 

%&r£ffi  &-^/}  f  ry  t0  th 

many.'        v  a.   ii/fr    General,  there  are  al- 
SST^ffS-M %ft  won't  do  it.- 


A  New  York  congressman  received  a  tele- 
grtrfl  I  evening  from  the  army  tp  the 
fev., \  ihat  a  young  townsman  who  had  been 
induced [to  enSst  through  his  tostrumental- 
ty  had,  for  serious  demeanor^  been  convict 
ed  by  a  court  martial  and  was  to  be  shot 
the  next  day.  Greatly  agitated  the  eon- 
g  essman  went  to  the  Secretary  of  War  and 
urged,  in  the  strongest  manner,  a  reprieve. 
Stanton  coldly  declined.  _  , 

••Too  many  cases  of  this  kind  had  been 
let  off,"  said  he,  "and  it  was  time  an  example 

V  ExIuulSing  his  eloquence  in  Jam,  the  con- 
pressman  said:  „ino 

"Well  Mr.  Secretary,  the  boy  is  nut  going 
to  be  shot,  of  that  I  give  you  fail yarning ;; 

Leaving  the  War  department  he  went  di- 
rectly to  the  White  House  although  the 
hour  was  late.  The  sentinel  on  duty  tod 
him  that  special  orders  had  beeivgiven  to 
admit  no  one   whatever   that  night 

After  a  long  parley,  by  pledging  hi.nselt 
to' assume  the  responsibility  of  the ^  act the 
congressman  passed  to.    Mr..  Lincoln  had  ie- 
tired,  but  indifferent  to  etiquette  or  cere- 
mony     the    congressman    pressed    bis    wai 
through  all  obstacles  to  his  sleeping  apart 
1  merit,    in  an  excited  manner  be  stated  thai 
the  dispatch  announcing  the  hour  of  execu- 
tion had  just  reached  him. 

"This  man  must  not  be  shot,  Mr.  Presi- 
dent," said  he.  "I  can't  help  what  lie  may 
have  done'.  Why,  he  is  an  old  neighbor  of 
mine;  I  can't  allow  him  to  be  shot!" 

Mr.  Lincoln  had  remained  in  bed,  quietly 
listening  to  the  protestations  of  his  old 
friend  (they  were  in  Congress  together). 
He  at  length  said: 

"Well,  I  don't  believe  shooting  will  do  him 
any  good.    Give  me  that  pen." 

And  so  saying,  "red  tape"  was  uncere- 
moniously cut,  and  another  poor  fellow's 
lite   was   indefinitely  extended. 


Saved  by  President  Lincoln 


New  York  Evening  Post:  Justice  Hor- 
ace H.  Lurton,  who  read  the  decision  in 
the  anthracite  coal  roads  case,  is  the 
fourth  ex-confederate  soldier  to  be  ap- 
pointed to  the  supreme  court  bench.  He 
was  a  member  of  Morgan's  raiders.  How 
he  was  saved  in  the  war  by  Abraham  Lin- 
coln's generosity  and  kindliness,  the  jus- 
tice has  told  himself.     He  said: 

"in  the  civil  war  there  was  a  prisoner 
of  war  on  Johnson's  island,  in  Lake  Erie. 
He  had  been  in  the  hospital  six  months, 
and  on  the  card  at  the  head  of  his  bed 
was  the  dread  word  'tuberculosis.'  The 
boy's  mother  made  her  way  from  Tennes- 
see to  Washington,  and  on  February  U, 
1365,  she  saw  that  great  president,  Abra- 
ham Lincoln. 

"  Mr.  President,'  she  said  to  him,  my 
boy  is  doomed  to  death  unless  I  can  get 
him  back  to  Tennessee.'  1  want  to  take 
him  home.*  That  big  hearted,  generous 
man,  said  I  will  parole  him  on  sick 
leave.'  .,,    ,       . 

•  'But  '  she  said,  'then  it  will  be  too 
late.  I  want  to  take  him  hpme  with  me.' 
And  President  Lincoln  wrote  a  note,  'Let 
the  boy  go  home   with   his  mother.' 

"That  boy  was  the  justice  who  has  the 
honor  of  being  the  circuit  justice  of  the 
Second  district  of  the  United  States. 

J     WulGHT 


Assistant  Attorney  Gen 

eral,  Son  of  Man 

Who  Was  Saved 

J,ory  letters  f»-on>  ordinal  purees.    On*,  Mr    Littn,on  and  i  drove  In  a 

for  example,  front  the  n^ece  of  Mrs.  Lip,  •        j  door  rf  the-Bxeetf- 

ctfnTeTrtM.  who  w*£P«It  waa  alwaye  ^arrlXn8loh-the    name    White    House 
Known    In    our    family,     as    you    have   tive    Manalog  home  of  the  Pre8ll. 

pointed    out.    that   Mr.    Lincoln    courted    was  ,  J  Koosev,U  regime.     Wo 

Matilda    Edwards,    a    fact    which    for  dent  during  um  and  fiuch 

,ll:uiy    .-epona  she   divulged   only   to   her  !  went   In   th huge  Iron  | 


Two  Southern  Girls'  Stories  of 
Saving    Confederate    Prison- 
ers After  Others  Had  Failed. 


TWO  Intimate  and  unpublished  ver- 
sions of  Abraham  Lincoln,  con- 
cealed for  Sixty  years  In  the 
diaries  of  two  venerable  South- 
ern ladies,  the  late  Mrs.  Waldo 
P.  Goff  and  the  living  Mrs.  Frank 
Hume,  have  been  unearthed  during  the 
past  fortnight  in  the  mining  regions  of 
West  Virginia.  These  close  descriptions 
not  only  contradict,  the  historical  pic- 
ture of  Mr.  Lincoln  as  an  uncouth 
man's  man.  ill  at  ease  in  feminine  pres- 
ence, and  lacking  "  those  little  links  (of 
feeling)  which  go  to  make  up  the  chain 
of  a  woman's  happiness";  but  on  the 
contrary  confirm  the  impression  of  the 
martyred  President  as  a  man  suscepti- 
ble to  feminine  influence. 

Doth  Mrs.  Goff  and  Mrs.  Hume,  the  | 
former  a  mother  of  a  Union  veteran, 
the  latter's  family  allegiance  split  by 
the  Civil  War.  brought  influence  to  bear 
on  Mr.  Lincoln,  and  finally  saw  him 
personally.  Both  succeeded  In  their  | 
mission,  after  petitions,  political  pres- 
sure and  masculine  efforts  had  failed. 

Curiously  enough,  the  respective  fam- 
ily homesteads  today  occupy  adjoining 
lots  in  the  picturesque  town  of  Clarks- 
burg. W.  Va..  tucked  in  the  mountains 
of  Harrison  County. 

The    Love   Affairs   of   Lincoln. 

Since,  as  O.  Henry  maintained,  noth- 
ing Southern  can  be  understood  without 
its  background,  a  word  is  advisable  re- 
garding the  origin  of  this  information. 
A  year  ago  The  New  York  Times  Maga- 
zine printed  an  article  on  "  The  Love 
Affairs  of  Abraham  Lincoln."  the  rec- 
ord of  which  had  been  for  the  greater 
part  suppressed  by  historians,  with  the 
exception  of  Ward  H.   Union  and  Wil 

nearest  and  dearest."  (This  episode  fol- 
lowed the  affairs  with  Ann  Rutledge 
and  Mary  Owen,  and  was  between  the 
time  of  Lincoln's  original  engagement 
to  and  final  marriage  with  Mary  Todd 
of  Kentucky). 

Nine  months   later  came   another  clue 
in    a    letter    from    Airs.     Emma     Hume 
CDV     Horaor  of  Clarksburg,  daughter  of  Mrs. 
j  Frank  Hume   of  Washington,    who   men- 
!  tloned  parenthetically   that   her  mother's 
I  Interview    with    Mr.    Lincoln    fifty-eight 
years  ago  had  been  written  down  "  Just 
as    she    told    it."      A    trip    througii    the 
■now-clad  mountains  of  Harden  County 
was    necessary    to    convince    the    owners 
of  the   propriety  of   letting  the   material 
:  be  published.     The  "  Bob  "   Lamon  who 
arranged  the  interview  was  a  brother  of 
the  biographer.  Ward  H.   Lamon. 

Mrs.  Hume  is  one  of  the  few  living 
persons  who  have  talked  with  the  Civil 
War  leader.  The  charm  which  per- 
suaded Lincoln  is  heightened  today  in 
the  vibrant,  white-haired  figure.  But 
you  must  picture  her  as  she  was  on 
that  day,  a  slip  of  a  girl  in  her  teens. 
in  white  frock  and  dark  curls,  parted 
In  the  middle.  This  Is  the  account  she 
gave  after  General  Lee  had  laid  down 
his  arms: 

"  The  surrender  had  taken  place.  The 
war-worn  troops  were  already  being  dis- 
charged and  had  returned  by  thousands 
Jo  their  homes.  There  came  a  very  sad 
and  urgent  appeal  to  my  father  to  do 
liis     uttermost    to    procure    the    release 

forms,  immaculately  dressed  army  of- 
ficers courtly  diplomats,  politicians, 
&c  &<■.  Marshal  Lamon  met  us  and 
took  us  up  a  flight  of  stairs,  which  were 
on  the  left  of  the  building,  into  an  ante- 
,.0om  of  the  President's  office.  Which 
was  then  on  the  second  floor  at  the 
head  of  the  stairs.  After  waiting  a  few 
moments  the  .clerk  appeared  a»4«»\ 
^awJyjlp  Mr.  WM»WM*!v»te  wtearf 

from  Fort  Delaware,  near  Philadelphia, 
of  the  Southern  soldiers  who  were  con- 
fined there.  Many  of  the  men  were  ill. 
and  already  death  had  claimed  its  bitter 


"  My  father  tried  every  way  he  could 
to  see  Mr.  Lincoln,  as  we  Southerners 
called  him,  to  place  his  petition  before 
him;  but  having  been  such  an  ardent 
Southern  sympathizer,  his  requests  were 
of  no  avail.  My  mother  during  the  en- 
tire War  had  been  head  of  one  of  the 
Southern  relief  societies  to  send  to  all 
prisoners  food,  clothing  or  anything  else 
which  could  make  more  endurable  the 
confinement  in  the  Old  Capitol.  A  list 
was  published  every  day  of  the  new 
prisoners,  the  Southern  ladies  got  the 
names,  so  many  names  were  allotted 
to  each  member,  and  each  member 
.wrote,  signing  herself  '  your  affection- 
ate Aunt,   Cousin,'  &c,  &c. 

"  Of  all  the  thousands  of  men  there 
was  only  one  who  did  not  understand 
the  ruse,  but  wrote  thanking  mother, 
saying  he  could  not  find  out  where  he 
was    connected    with    the    family    either 

lTmVHUHernd'on.~The  writer  submitted  Ion   his   mother's   or   father's   side,    since 
thai,    alSough    inflexible    to    masculine   he  had  always  lived  in  New  Jersey  and 
control,     the     Great.    Emancipator     was 
easily    swayed    by    women.     The    result 
jra»  a  aurprifljAt  mahSE.  of  confirm*- 

had  no  relatives  down  South. 

"  Oh,   I    Can  Fix  That!' 

"  One  day  father  returned  greatly  dis- 
tressed, and  told  us  he  had  given  up 
presenting  his  appeal  to  the  President. 
I  shall  always  remember  how  sad  he 
looked,  and  1  must  have  reflected  his 
dejected  air,  thinking  of  all  those  young 
men  suffering  so  and  of  the  heartaches 
of  their  mothers,  sisters  and  sweet- 
i  hearts,  when  I  heard  the  voice  of  my 
friend,  Mr.  'Bob'  Union,  who  was 
the  Clerk  of  the  Supreme  Court.  '  What 
on  earth  Is  the  matter  with  you?'  I  told 
him  the  sad  news  and  Mr.  Lamon  said. 
■  Oh !  I  can  fix  that  up ;  we  will  get 
my  brother.  Marshal  Lamon.  to  see  the 
President.'  You  remember  that  the  Dis- 
trict of  Columbia  was  governed  by  a 
i Marshal  during  the  sixties. 

"  There,  sat  President  Abralia-m  Liu- 
■muU>.  hia  sombre  face  in  full  profile  to 
the  door.  He  was  dressed  In  that  fa- 
miliar 'drooping  black  coat  and  cross-* 
tie,  Just  like  the  pictures— only  more  so. 
,  One  knee  was  crossed  over  the  other 
l|  and  1  remember  a  long,  flat  foot  stick- 
ing into  the  air.  I  glanced  around  the 
room,  but  could  hardly  see  or  hear  any- 
thing. I  was  so  frightened.  All  I  knew 
was  that  I  was  before,  and  being  in- 
troduced to,  one  of  the  greatest  men 
In  the  North!  But  oh!  when  I  felt  that, 
firm,  strong  handclasp  and  heard  that 
softly  modulated,  clear  voice  and  looked 
into  those  kind,  tired,  sad  eyes,  all  fear 

"  Recovering  my  self-possession.  1 
showed  the  appeal  and  the  list  c/T  names  i 
of  Southern  soldiers,  all  of  whom  had 
now  sworn  their  allegiance  to  the  Union. 
1  told  the  President  about  one  of  my 
brothers  who  had  fought  all  four  years 
for  the  Union  and  now  had  returned 
safely  home,  and  all  these  young  men 
just  dying  and  suffering  so.  and  that 
they  were  friends  of  Mr.  Union's  and 
mine,  &c.  President  Lincoln  carefully 
read  the  appeal  and  looked  over  the 
list.  For  a  moment  he  sat  absent-mind- 
edly. He  had  some  keys  which  he 
turned  around  and  around)  in  his  hands, 
and  looking  up  ;it  me  at  last  he  said: 
'  Ah  !  I  see  no  reason  why  these  young 
men  should  not  be  released  at  once  and 
returned  to  their  homes  to  take  up  their 
lives  and  become  good  and  honorable 
citizens.  For  they  have  surely  shown 
the  courage  of  their  convictions.  But 
now  I  know  they  are  ready  to  do  their 
best  to  make  a  perfect  United  States.' 

Quron  of  Love   and  Beauty. 

"  The  President  wrote  an  order  and 
I  left.  Shortly  after  this  interview  my 
father  received  an  official  announce- 
ment that  the  soldiers  had  been  released 
and  had  gone  to  their  homes.  I  once 
visited  the  town  where  many  of  these 
young  men  lived,  and  you  know  they 
made  me  have  a  wonderful  time. 

"  They  crowned  me  at  a  tournament 
tile  Queen    of   Love   and   Beauty." 

Even    more    evidential    and    confirmed 


In  War  Department  records  Is  the  story 
of  how  Mrs.  Waldo  P.  Goff  saved  fcer, 
son  from  the  firing  squad.  This  sob. 
was  Major  Nathan  Ooff.  later  Brig- 
adier General  of  Volunteers,  United, 
States  Circuit  Judge.  Secretary  <>f  the 
Navy  in  President  Hayes's  Cabinet,  and 
United  States  Senator  from  1913  to 
1919.  Guy  D.  Goff.  Assistant  Attorney 
General  In  President  Harding's  Cabinet, 
is  a  son. 
Young  Major  Goff— he   was  'J  I  at  ther 

time— took    part    in    an    engagement     at  fed x  "  "Madam,    1    regret    profoundly     that 

Moorefleld,    Hardy    County,    West    Vir- 
ginia In  the  Winter  of  '64.    While  fight- 
ing  with    Company    G,    Virginia   Union; 
Infantry,    Goff's    horse    was    shot    from 
under  him.    He  was  captured  and   sent' 
to    Libby    Prison.    Just    before    the    en- 
gagement  at   Moorefleld   a   Confederate 
spy  from  the  neighboring  county.  Major 
Ormsby,   had  been  captured,   court-mar- 
tialed and  sentenced  to  hang.  No  sooner. 
was     this     known     than     the     Confed- 
erates   sent    Word    to   the    Union     com-, 
mander  that  Goff  was  held  as  hostage 
for  Ormsby.   and   would  be   shot  if  the, 
sentence   against   Ormsby   were   carried' 
out.  '  - 

Ormsby' s  captors  were  in  a  predica*. 
ment.  Death  was,  of  course,  the  pen-' 
alty  for  a  spy :  the  case  appears,  to  havej 
been  clear-cut,  but  the  Confederate, 
threat  meant  business.  For  weeks  Maf\ 
jor  Goff  lived  in  the  shadow  of  death,;' 
The  calibre  of  the  man.  his  clear  per- 
ception  as   well    as    valor,    is   seen   in  .-a>\ 

chair,  gazing  toward  the  river.  She  osf 
down  and  mechanically  told  her  storj 
When  e':\o  got  through,  the  Pro  'dent 
turned  toward  her.  He  had  n<  «<-.  ird  a 
single  word. '  Again  she  app-  led  for 
Nathan's  life. 

"  The  President  called  for  the  papers 
on  the  case.  He  looked  through  them 
carefully  and  turned,  speaking  gently 
but  Irrevocably. 

.nothing   can    be    done.'      He      explained 
that  her  own  son  had  summed  the  mat- 
ter up— that  the  Union  was  not   respon- 
sible for   whatever   action    the    Confed- 
erates might  take. 

Lobt  AU  Self-Control. 

j|  "  Suddenly  mother  lost  all  self-control 
at  the  prospect  of  her  boy's  cold-blood- 
ed murder.  She  doesn't  know  what  put 
the  idea  into  her  head;  she  may  have 
seen  Tad  or  Robert  playing  on  tin- 
ground;  she  turned,   furious: 

'"  '  If  your  boy  or  General  Grant's  boy 
were  cpndemned  to  death,  Mr.  Lincoln, 
you  can't  tell  me  a-a-any thing  would 
stand  in  the  way.  I  love  my  boy  as 
much  as  you  do  yours.' 

"  She  was  horror-struck  at  what  she 
had  said  and  started  to  go.  The  Presi- 
dent's back  was  turned.  A  long  pause, 
at»d  he  faced  her.  To  her  astonishment, 
}iis  face  radiated  the  happiest  smile  she 
had  ever  seen. 

"  'You    have    shown    mc    a    way    out, 
letter  written   by  him  to    the   Comman-  I  he  ^  an 

der-in-Chief.      It   is    now   on    file    in    the  J. , , u,..     ,_„       ,wi..-j 

War   Department. 

"  If  Major  Ormsby  is  guilty  he  should 
be  executed,  regardless  of  its  conse- 
quences to  me.  The  life  of  a  single 
soldier,  no  matter  who  he  may  be, 
should  not  stand  In  the  way  of  adher- 
ence to  a  principle." 

The    record    adds     laconically,     "  Re?. 

leased    in    exchange,    per     order     dated 

The  gap  is  filled  by  Mrs.  R.  S.  Lown- 
des, Goff's  sister.  She  sits  erect  and 
gracious,  before  the  most  hospitable 
open  fire  in  Clarksburg,  fingering.- #■ 
scrapbook  to  refresh  her  memory: 

"  My  mother  heard  that  Major  Orms- 
by and  her  son  were  to.  be  shot  in  one,| 
Week.  She  started  for  Washington,  gp- 
dng  part  of  the  way  by  coach.  She  ar- 
rived at  dusk  on  the  third  day  and  went 
directly  to  the  Executive  Mansion, 
where  she  was  last  in  the  line.  Whan 
she  finally  reached  the  Presidential 
study  every  ofie  was  gone  except  the 
clerk.    But  in  the   c6rner  of  the, room, 

envelope  from  his  pocket,  scribbled 
something  with  his  initials  on  the  back. 
.Mother  persisted  on  getting  some  kind 
of  an  order,  but  the  President  advised 
her  to  try  the  envelope  on  General 

"  'My  signature,'  he  suggested,  with 
another  smile,  '  is  sometimes  considered 
useful.'  My  mother  did  as  told.  My 
brother  and  Major  Ormsby  were  re- 
leased within  the  week." 

The  sequel  of  the  double  release  Is 
.noteworthy.  Major  Goff  returned  to  his 
regiment,  Ormsby  to  his.  In  a  battle 
skirmish  shortly  thereafter.  Major 
Ormsby  was  captured  in  battle  and 
confined  in  the  county  Jail  at  Clarks- 
burg. A  niob  surrounded  the  jail,  cry- 
ing, "  We  have  the  spy,  now  hang 
him."  Major  Goff  got  wind  of  it,  gal- 
loped to  town  and  mounted  the  Court 
House  steps. 
"  Let   no  friend   of  mine  lay  hand   on  | 

this  man."  he  cried.  "  He  is  now  a 
prisoner  of  war  and  entitled  to  our  pro- 
tection." Both  episodes,  according  (  t_Q 
Senator  Goff's  admirers,  evidence  at  i 
that  early  age  the  sense  of  justice — 
even  where  his  own  life  was  concerned 
—which  so  well  became  him  in  later 
life  as  Justice  of  the  United  States  Cir- 
I  cult   Court  of   Appeals. 

More  deeply  does  the  evidence  portray 
certain  characteristics  of  the  Great 
Emancipator.  Alonzo  Rothschild  chose 
"  Lincoln— Master  of  Men,"  as  the  title 
of  a  critical  work  which  no  student 
should  fall  to  read.  From  increasing 
testimony  it  appears  that  he  was  some- 
times niastered  by  women. 

13     BATES,  Edward.  Attorney  General  in  Lincoln's  Cabinet.   A.L-S.  2  pp., 
8vo.   Washington,  June  13,  1864.   To  Gideon  Welles.  $7.50 

Fine  Letter  from  Lincoln's  Attorney  General  to  the  Secretary  of  the  Navy,  re- 
questing the  release  of  a  young  Confederate  prisoner  of  war,  the  son  of  a  Union 
officer,  a  friend  of  Bates.  It  reads  in  part:  "On  behalf  of  Captain  Shock  I  applied 
personally  to  the  President  (Lincoln)  to  release  his  son  and  give  him  back  to  the 
anxious  father.  The  President,  knowing  little  himself  of  the  parties,  did  not  choose 
to  act  definitely  upon  his  own  generous  promptings,  but  promised  me  to  grant  the 
favor  to  Capt.  Shock,  if  you  would  ask  it."  Etc.  ^^5oV,    .  V'OH 

Bulletin  of  the  Lincoln  National  Life  Foundation    -    -    -    -    -    Dr.  Louis  A.  Warren,  Editor 
Published  each  week  by  The  Lincoln  National  Life  Insurance  Company,  Fort  Wayne,  Indiana 

Number  807 


September  25,  1944 


Leonard  Swett  and  Ebenezer  Peck, 
two  of  Lincoln's  old  friends  have  given 
us  a  general  idea  of  the  President's 
attitude  toward  northern  soldiers  un- 
der the  sentence  of  death.  The  former 
related  that  on  a  Thursday,  while  vis- 
iting Mr.  Lincoln  at  the  White  House 
he  was  driven  from  the  room  with  this 
explanation:  "Get  out  of  the  way 
Swett,  tomorrow  is  butcher-day  and  I 
must  go  through  these  papers  and  see 
if  I  cannot  find  some  excuse  to  let 
these  poor  men  off."  Peck  happened 
to  be  with  the  President  on  a  Friday 
when  he  exclaimed:  "This  is  Friday, 
black  Friday,  hangman's  day!  This  day 
they  execute  farmers'  boys  for  falling 
asleep  at  their  posts  down  on  the 

Many  stories  are  in  circulation  of 
Lincoln's  clemency  with  respect  to 
northern  boys  condemned  to  death,  but 
not  quite  so  much  attention  has  been 
naid  to  the  President's  clemency  to- 
ward prisoners  of  war,  the  farmers' 
boys  on  the  other  side  of  the  Mason- 
Dixon  line.  Because  of  limited  space, 
but  a  very  few  of  a  great  many  epi- 
sodes available  can  be  mentioned.  By 
selecting  widely  divergent  cases  they 
may  serve  as  a  memorial  to  hundreds 
of  such  instances  where  Lincoln  came 
to  the  rescue  of  imprisoned  men. 

Hospitality  Returned 

While  the  editor  of  Lincoln  Lore  was 
living  at  Morganfield,  Union  County, 
Kentucky,  he  learned  for  the  first  time 
of  the  President's  only  political  speak- 
ing itinerary  in  his  native  state,  and  it 
consisted  of  but  one  address  in  the 
above  named  town.  Although  there  are 
different  versions  of  the  following  let- 
ter written  to  Mr.  Lincoln,  there  is  no 
doubt  about  the  release  of  the  old  Whig 
advocate,  who  had  been  imprisoned  for 
his  boldly  expressed  opinions  favoring 
the  newly  formed  Confederacy.  Here 
is  the  letter  with  its  Lincoln  endorse- 

"My  Dear  Mr.  President:  After  pre- 
senting my  compliments  to  you  I  wish 
to  remind  you  that  a  good  many  years 
ago  I  had  you  in  tow  at  a  Whig  barbe- 
cue in  Union  county,  Ky.  On  that  oc- 
casion I  tried  to  treat  you  kindly,  and 
even  burst  my  cannon  in  firing  a  sa- 
lute in  your  honor.  I  hope  you  have  not 
forgotten  it.  Now,  sir,  you  have  me  in 
tow,  and  I  am  your  prisoner  here  in 
Camp  Chase.  I  am  lonesome  and  home- 
sick, and  want  to  get  back  to  my  old 
wife.  Please  let  me  go.  Yours  truly, 
George  W.  Riddle." 

When  Mr.  Lincoln  received  this  let- 
ter he  is  said  to  have  laughed  heartily, 
and  at  once  wrote  on  the  back  of  the 
letter:  "Please  let  Capt.  George  Rid- 
dle go  home. 

"A.  Lincoln." 

Alexander  H.  Stephens'  Nephew 
When  Alexander  H.  Stephens,  vice- 
president    of    the    Confederacy,    and 

Abraham  Lincoln  were  parting  after 
the  Hampton  Roads  conference,  Lin- 
coln asked  Stephens  if  there  was  any 
personal  favor  he  could  show  him. 
Stephens  replied,  "Nothing  unless  you 
can  send  me  my  nephew  who  for  twenty 
months  has  been  a  prisoner  on  John- 
son's Island."  Lincoln  telegraphed  to 
the  prison  and  asked  to  have  Lieut. 
John  A.  Stephens,  of  Georgia,  report 
to  him  at  Washington.  Lincoln  in- 
formed him  of  the  conversation  with 
his  uncle,  and  an  exchange  of  pris- 
oners was  accomplished. 

The  President  and  Two  Secretaries 

The  release  from  imprisonment  of 
a  young  Confederate,  the  son  of  a 
Union  officer,  required  the  collabora- 
tion of  the  President  and  two  of  his 
secretaries.  Attorney  General  Bates 
appealed  to  Lincoln  for  the  boy's  re- 
lease and  then  wrote  the  following 
note  to  Secretary  Welles: 

"On  behalf  of  Captain  Shock  I  ap- 
plied personally  to  the  President  to 
release  his  son  and  give  him  back  to  his 
anxious  father.  The  President,  know- 
ing little  himself  of  the  parties  did  not 
choose  to  act  definitely  upon  his  own 
generous  prompting,  but  promised  to 
grant  the  favor  to  Capt.  Shock  if  you 
would  ask  it." 

The  Son  of  George  D.  Prentice 

The  famous  editor  of  the  Louisville, 
Kentucky,  Journal,  had  an  only 
child,  Clarence  G.  Prentice,  who  be- 
came a  Confederate  Major.  He  was 
captured  while  on  a  secret  visit  to  his 
family,  and  imprisoned  at  Camp  Chase. 
The  elder  Prentice  wrote  to  the  Presi- 
dent a  long  letter  concluding  with  this 
appeal : 

"I  do  not  suppose,  Mr.  Lincoln,  that 
you  can  parole  my  boy,  upon  taking 
the  non-combatants'  oath,  to  remain 
in  the  United  States,  though  I  should 
be  most  happy  if  you  could.  But  I  fer- 
vently appeal  to  you  to  let  him  go, 
upon  his  taking  the  simple  oath,  any- 
where outside  of  the  United  States 
and  of  the  rebel  Confederacy.  I  know 
his  plans.  His  mother  will  go  with  him, 
and  he  will  never  bear  arms  against  us 
again.  I  will  be  surety  for  this  with 
fortune  and  life." 

Lincoln,  relying  on  the  father's  good 
faith,  was  about  to  let  Clarence  take 
the  oath  and  go  abroad,  when  the 
younger  man  refused  to  comply  with 
his  father's  pledge.  The  result  was  that 
he  was  exchanged  for  a  northern  pris- 
oner of  like  rank. 

A  Little  Rebel's  Brother 

A  few  years  ago  while  at  Norfolk, 
Virginia,  on  a  speaking  itinerary,  the 
director  of  the  Lincoln  Foundation  was 
interviewed  by  a  member  of  the  staff 
of  the  Norfolk  Ledger.  This  is  the 
story  as  it  was  written  down  at  the 

"My  grandmother  was  Thalia  Fran- 
cis Wildman,  when  a  small  child,  her 
brother,  John  Burdit,  was  made  a  rebel 
prisoner.  She  went  with  her  mother 
to  ask  for  the  release  of  the  boy.  When 
the  President  asked  her  to  come  and 
sit  on  his  knee  she  was  not  afraid  be- 
cause he  had  a  kind  face.  Lincoln  told 
her  that  she  would  have  her  brohter 
back  again. 

A  Supreme  Court  Judge 

A  Confederate  prisoner  of  war  on 
Johnson  Island  had  been  confined  in 
the  hospital  for  six  months  and  a  card 
at  the  head  of  his  bed  indicated  that 
he  was  tubercular.  The  boy  was  from 
Tennessee  and  his  mother,  learning  of 
his  condition,  made  her  way  to  Wash- 
ington to  see  the  President.  On  Feb- 
ruary 22nd,  1865,  she  secured  an  inter- 
view which  is  reported  in  this  lan- 

"  'Mr.  President,'  she  said  to  him, 
'my  boy  is  doomed  to  death  unless  I 
can  get  him  back  to  Tennessee.  I  want 
to  take  him  home.' 

"That  big-hearted,  generous  man 
said,  'I  will  parole  him  on  sick  leave.' 

"  'But,'  she  said,  'then  it  will  be  too 
late.  I  want  to  take  him  home  with  me.' 
And  President  Lincoln  wrote  a  note 
which  said,  'Let  the  boy  go  home  with 
his  mother'." 

That  boy,  who  went  home  with  his 
mother,  was  nursed  back  to  health  and 
when  a  vacancy  occurred  in  the  United 
States  Supreme  Court,  President  Taft 
appointed  to  the  position,  Horace  H. 
Lurton,  of  Tennessee,  who  thirty-one 
years  before  Lincoln  had  paroled  to 
his  mother. 

Lincoln's  Last  War  Order 

On  the  night  of  April  14,  1865, 
Abraham  Lincoln  was  just  about  to 
leave  for  the  theatre  with  his  wife, 
when  he  was  approached  by  Senator 
Henderson,  with  an  appeal  for  the  par- 
don of  a  Confederate  prisoner  by  the 
name  of  George  Vaughn,  who  had  been 
arrested  while  visiting  his  home  in 
Canton,  Missouri.  George  had  a  brother 
Allmon  who  was  in  the  Union  army. 
George  was  charged  with  being  a  spy, 
and  although  denying  any  purpose  in 
his  journey,  except  a  visit  to  parents 
and  friends,  he  was  found  guilty.  Stan- 
ton had  absolutely  refused  to  do  any- 
thing for  the  Senator  in  the  way  of  a 
pardon  for  the  boy  and  he  appealed 
again  to  Lincoln,  whom  he  had  con- 
sulted earlier  in  the  day.  The  fact  that 
the  war  was  virtually  over,  apparently 
made  it  seem  proper  for  the  President 
to  issue  an  order  pardoning  this  Con- 
federate soldier.  This  was  Abraham 
Lincoln's  last  official  act  relating  di- 
rectly to  the  Civil  War  and  it  is  sig- 
nificant in  that  it  was  related  to  the 
pardoning  of  an  imprisoned  Confed- 
erate soldier. 

;    t.A  1  (  '      '       '  ' 

Lincoln's  Kindness 

During  the  presidential  campaign  at  1840, 
Lincoln,  tbeu  a  young  man  just  rising;  into  prom- 
inence, accepted  an  invltatiou  to  address  an 
audience  In  Union  county,  Kentucky,  at  a  Whig 
barbecue.  He  was  met  at  a  landing  on  the  Ohio 
river,  about  ten  miles  from  the  place  of  the  bar- 
becue, by  a  committee,  headed  by  Capt.  George 
W.  Riddle,  and  was  escorted  to  tbe\  meeting, 
seated  in  a  spring  wagon  by  the  side -of  Capt. 
Riddle,  the  driver.  On  -the  road  Mr.  Lincoln  en- 
tertained' the  committee  with  several  aniusinv 
anecdotes,  and,  on  arriving  at  his  destination,  de- 
livered an  able  and  eloquent  address. 

After  speaking.  Capt.  Riddle,  who  commanded 
a  military  company,  flred  a  salute  in  honor  of 
the  orator  of  the  day.  but  the  cannon,  an /Bid  slx- 
pounder,  was  overcharged,  and  exploded:  though 
without  any  serious  results. 

Many  years  passed.  Mr.  Lincoln  was  elected 
President,  and  the  Civil  War  broke  out  Capt. 
Kiddle  took  sides  with  ■  the  South,  and,  having 
expressed  his  opinions  rather  boldly,  was  arrested 
for  treason  and  sent  to  ('amp  Chase,  a  military 
prison.  '  It  proved  to  be  a  dull  and  gloomy 
place  for  Capt.  Kiddle,  and.  after  be  wu  there 
about  ten  days,  be  got  homesick,  and  concluded 
he  would  remind  his  old  friend  Lincoln  of  bygone 
days.     So  be  wrote  him  as  follows : 

"My  Dear  Mr.  President:  After  presenting  my 
i-omplimeuts  to  you  I  wish  to  remind  you  that 
a  good  many  years  ago  I  bad  you  in  tow  at  a 
Whig  barbecue  in  TTnion  county.  Ky.  On  that  oc- 
casion I  tried  to  treat  you  kindly,  and  even 
burst  my  cannon  In  firing  a  salute  in  your  honor. 
1  hope  you  have  not  forgotten  it  Now,  sir,  you 
have  me  tn  tow.  and  1  am  your  prisoner  here  In 
Camp  Chase.  I  am  lonesome  and  homesick,  and 
want  to  get  back  to  my  old  wife.  Please  let  me 
go.  Yours  truly.  '  George  W.  Riddle." 

When    Mr.    Uncoln    received    this    letter    he 

U^-l ... _='_ —  "•    '      — j**-r f —  — 

laugbted  heartily,  and  at  once  wrote  on  the  back 
of  &,   "Please  let  Capt.  George  Kiddle  go  hooe, 

"A.  Lincoln." 

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IN  the  Civil  War  there  was  a  prisoner 
of  war  on  Johnson's  Island,  in  Lake 
Erie.  He  had  been  in  the  hospital 
six  months,  and  on  the  card  at  the  head 
of  his  bed  was  the  dread  word  "tuber- 
culosis." The  boy's  mother  made  her 
way  from  Tennessee  to  Washington,  and 
on  February  22,  1865,  she  saw  that  great 
president,  Abraham  Lincoln. 

"Mr.  President,"  she  said  to  him,  "my 
boy  is  doomed  to  death  unless  I  can  get 
him  back  to  Tennessee.  I  want  to  take 
him  home." 

That  big-hearted,  generous  man  said, 
"I  will  parole  him  on  sick  leave." 

"But,"  she  said,  "then  it  will  be  too 
late.  I  want  to  take  him  home  with  me." 
And  President  Lincoln  wrote  a  note, 
which  said,  "Let  the  boy  go  home  with 
his  mother." 

Thirty-one  years  later  that  boy  had  be- 
come a  man  whose  name— Horace  H. 
Lurton  —  was  honored  throughout  the 
land,  and  when  President  Taft  looked 
about  for  a  man  to  take  a  vacant  place 
in  the  United  States  Supreme  Court,  he 

fixed  on  Judge  Lurton.  The  appointment 
was  made,  and  for  four  years  the  prisoner 
of  war,  who  was  sent  home  by  President 
Lincoln,  was  a  member  of  the  greatest 
judicial  body  in  the  world.